After lunch, it's makeup time.
This process takes place in each person's room, and it's quick. Unlike this morning, this time the ugly makeup is done with a mirror.
Mu Qiu watched as her face turned ugly, so ugly it washed away her sleepiness.
"Makeup artist, sister! My sister! Go easy on me!" She grabbed the makeup artist's hand to stop her, trying to look pitiful by trembling her lips and blinking her eyes.
The two makeup artists were trying hard to suppress their laughter.
"Acting pitiful with this look has the reverse effect."
"..."
She opened her mouth and ultimately consoled herself with a forced laugh:
"It's okay, it's okay, there are others uglier than me, it's okay, it's oka... wait, why are you putting a mole on me!? That's not a necessary artistic creation!"
Makeup artist: "I made a bet with the other makeup artists. Whoever can make the ugly makeup look more aesthetically pleasing can get a family backstage pass for your show tomorrow."
